- cifra
I close my eyes and ignore all the signs
I'm walking 'round in circles
I've closed my ears and believed my own lies
and break the silence always
I make a lot of words, big storm in the air
all around your hair it's blowing
just leave it be and it will all blow away
the weather's always changing
you can go if you want to
I don't own you, go be wild
leave my hand, it's wide open
so's the door evermore
it hurts me more to think I'll keep you in chains
than if you were to leave me
I am what you are and I'm running too
all for the open prairie
so you can go if you want to
I don't own you, go be wild
leave my hand it's wide open
so's the door for evermore
